Zhuo Junli patted Chu Yihan on the shoulder, his fox-like eyes shimmering with shrewdness, scrutiny, and a bit ofâ¦malicious intent!
âDo you think you can be compared to me? The only thing between her and me is the distance to becoming empress,â Chu Yihan retorted with disdain.
âBut Your Majesty, since your ascension, you havenât conferred that title! Marshal Su is about to set out on a campaign, and your Su Empress hasnât even assumed her position yet.â
Zhuo Junli was leisurely cracking sunflower seeds, a picture of ease.
Naturally, he was aware that aside from himself, no one else dared to speak to Chu Yihan like this and not fear for their head.
âZhuo Junli, I can appoint you as Prime Minister right now, to replace your father, and ensure youâre rejected by Sijin for life,â Chu Yihan taunted.
When it came to stabbing someone in the back, Chu Yihan felt that being the emperor was indeed quite useful.
âYour Majesty, thatâs just bullying! You know full well that Iâm not like my father, and yet you want me to be Prime Ministerâ¦â
âWhatâs wrong with you being Prime Minister? The Leng family has provided three Prime Ministers before; itâs no problem for you to replace him,â Chu Yihan asserted.
âBut I have a problem with my fatherâhe looks down on me, his youngest sonâ¦â
âThatâs because you feel he doesnât love you.â
âEnough! Do you want to make someone empress, Your Majesty? Su Empress should be back soon; Iâll get this all sorted out for you.â
Zhuo Junli finished his handful of seeds and got up to take care of the matter.
He knew very well that a seventh-rank official wouldnât fare well in front of the Emperor.
The corners of Chu Yihanâs lips couldnât help but curl up slightly.
Anyone else might disappoint, but Zhuo Junli never had.
Shortly after, Chu Yihan heard footsteps outside the door, Zhuo Junli had brought two women with him.
He thought they were Su Yingxue and Su Han and started to stand up.
But instead, he discovered two charming young ladies walking in.
His expression immediately darkened, âZhuo Junli!â
Wasnât he supposed to help him crown an empress?
Shock painted Zhuo Junliâs face as he quickly turned to Leng Shuqing and Leng Muling, âHurry and pay respects to the Emperor; he is getting angry!â
Leng Shuqing and Leng Muling immediately knelt down, their voices clear as they spoke: âNoblemanâs daughter Leng Shuqing (Leng Muling) pays respects to the Emperor!â
Chu Yihan stood there, his aura as cold and oppressive as an iceberg.
Right then, he wished he could throw an imperial edict right in Zhuo Junliâs face.
âYour Majesty, donât be angry. These are my two little nieces, my fatherâs most valued granddaughters. I brought them to meet you. Since the empressâs position is vacant and the harem is empty, perhaps you could consider them,â Zhuo Junli said confidently, pushing his nieces forward as if selling watermelons, oh no, his nieces.
âI think, Your Majesty, a hundred cane strikes shouldnât kill you. You may return to the Imperial Academy to fulfill your duties after seven days,â declared Chu Yihan.
Chu Yihan was about to leave.
âYour Majesty, if you leave now, you will miss the person you want to see!â Zhuo Junli said, fanning himself and offering a friendly reminder!
As if Chu Yihan would believe him!
But no sooner had he stepped outside, Su Yingxue burst in front of him, visibly upset.
She stormed past him and upon seeing two young ladies kneeling, rage surged from the depths of her heart, âChu Yihan, youâre really selecting consorts! You want a harem; you truly intend to make another woman empress, donât you?â
Chu Yihan blurted out, âNo, theyâ¦â
â¦were brought here by Zhuo Junli!
Zhuo Junli, never one to shy away from escalating a situation, stepped forward to bow to Su Yingxue, âMiss Su, I am Zhuo Junli, the son of Prime Minister Leng Yi. These two are my young nieces, brought expressly to be presented to the Emperor. Nowâ¦please review them first.â